I am taking the Entire. Weekend. Off.
I am traveling to Sacra-tomato to visit with a friend and, well, do her taxes. And her mother's. Because heaven forbid I go anywhere for pure pleasure. No, I must have a project. It is the only way to get me out of the house.
So no posting from me until Monday night. Even if I have the opportunity to post, I do not think I will. Any free time I have will be devoted to lying around chatting, sipping on a cocktail, or shopping at IKEA.
Speaking of traveling, it recently dawned on me that I am the traveling friend. Or at least I used to be. You know the one I am talking about. The friend or relative who comes to visit you but you do not reciprocate and go to visit him or her. Perhaps because it is easier for the childless to pick up and travel. Or perhaps it is because I have friends in bustling cities so I always seem to be passing through or ruthlessly using them for free room and board. Meanwhile, I live in podunkville so they would have to specifically want to see me otherwise why in god's name would they come here?
Or maybe everyone in the world really is allergic to cats so it is nothing personal.
Have a lovely weekend. If you do not hear from me by Tuesday, look for my dehydrated body at IKEA Sacramento. Start in furniture.
Tags: tax season follies, travel
